There was nothing jovial about the chef Jack Spoil. He was impatient and ill tempered. He pushed his staff to the edge. He held the world in contempt. But the food, Spoil's food, was to die for.
Fingerpainted on my iPhone with brushes.
mercoledì 14 ottobre 2009
Jack Spoil
sabato 3 ottobre 2009
The Deity
At first he had enjoyed being a Deity. It was fun administering the affairs of the viilage. Defining bloodlines and resolving disputes....
venerdì 2 ottobre 2009
The big fall
You could hear the sound pots scraping against a sink, you could hear someone laughing far away, and if you listened really carefully you could hear the cat purring. That is of course if you could still hear.
Fingerpainted on my iphone during a long meeting.
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